written by owen on 2006-Apr-16.
I have not been to the bank in weeks. Not since the day I tried to close out my fixed deposit account. The receptionist asked me why - I said bad customer service - it was the first thing that came to mind. She told me I had to wait until the account matures at end of the month - some memo she had gotten recently from the people "behind the tinted glass". I bet the memo was sent yesterday. I was not in the mood to argue and I left my weapon of choice at home. She then proceded to notify me that there is a hundred thousand dollar limit on withdrawals. She even had the nerve to suggest that if I really wanted the money now I could take out a loan at 11% - A FREAKING LOAN FOR MY OWN MONEY!!
She was unmarried. I should have flirted with her but I was not there for that. I was concentrating on something else. I get like that from time to time - well very often - focused like a robot. I had no choice I just left. When I was twelve I went to new york and I fell in love with this girl I met in church that summer. The kind of love that you only dream about when your 12 and before you were influenced by the likes of america cable television and girls gone wild. She had hair extensions. I have always wondered if I thought she was cute because of the extensions and if so am I really that shallow. Would I have hated her otherwise? Now I just avoid women with hair extensions, monkeys and STDs.
Sometimes the world is all flat and you realized that you have done nothing all weekend. I have a test or two this week and I have only made it through three or four pages of five or six weeks of school. In the last seven or eight days of study I have done nothing at all but sleep and eat cornbread. Oh sweet cornbread. I used to grow corn when I lived in the country. Its quite easy to grow, not as fickle as other produce and is pretty much hurricane resistant.